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My mother’s outh drops. ‘Emmy…don’t say those things Emmy. Remember, we don’t talk about those things.”Yes Mom. I remember. That’s why I’m here, looking like this.’An orderly knocks on the door and announces that visiting time is over.My mother and I look at each other awkwardly, and hug.’I love you,’ she says.’I love you too, Mom.”You aren’t telling them too much are you?’ she asks, afraid.I sign. ‘No Mommy, I’m not.’She’s visibly relieved. She leaves the room.The orderley comes back and escorts me back into the main room.I just sit and laugh to myself.” (after Emmy’s suicide attempt) ~ The Finer Points of Becoming Machine

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